I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.
- Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters. (via nevahmind)

(Source: larmoyante)

When you want to talk about your feelings and the only person that you have isn’t whom you thought it would be.

What if a friend of yours was only friends with you so that he could copy off your homework.